Gods of the Nation: You worship the God of Longevity, I worship the King of Hell!

Chapter 19 Overpowering a Fifth-Rank Rank!

Sun Xingwen immediately rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush towards Lu Chen aggressively, but Sun Yourong pulled him back and pressed him firmly to the spot.

At this moment, Lu Chen had already walked up to Sun Qingcang. He didn't even bother to glance at Zhao Zhihong, and simply said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Patriarch Sun, Master Tan has already left. You can't find a better bounty hunter than him on the market right now. Why don't you let me give it a try? Perhaps I can give you a surprise."

Zhao Zhihong laughed: "You brat, are you still not done yet! Someone come here!"

Several temple staff members stepped forward in response.

Sun Qingcang simply waved his hand, and an invisible force froze those people in place.

His gaze was sharp as he scanned Lu Chen from head to toe, and he said in a deep voice, "I'll give you one minute to tell me your thoughts."

Zhao Zhihong said urgently, "President Sun..."

Sun Qingcang's face turned cold: "Shut up!"

Zhao Zhihong was speechless at the reprimand, his face turning pale and then red. He could only force a smile and retreat to the back.

At this moment, Sun Qingcang's powerful aura pressed down on Lu Chen without reservation, even causing the surrounding air to freeze slightly.

"A fifth-grade spiritualist?! No wonder he's the head of the Sun family." Lu Chen even found it difficult to breathe, his heart trembling. He took a deep breath to steady himself and said, "The gods of the Three Realms aren't limited to just the God of Longevity who can grant blessings and extended lifespans. Besides Him, there are other gods who have the same effect, such as Magu, and those who can prolong life..."

"That's right, these two deities do indeed have the divine power to bestow blessings and extend lifespan, but unfortunately, there is no divine position for them in the entire Jiangdu City."

Sun Yourong walked up to Lu Chen, looking at him with a cold expression.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen simply smiled faintly: "I know. That's why I have no intention of worshipping them."

Sun Xingwen, who was already impatient, said, "You brat, what are you trying to say by dawdling like that?"

Lu Chen ignored him and looked at Sun Qingcang again: "The deity I want to worship may be a bit unusual, but He does have the ability to 'offer longevity'."

Sun Qingcang's gaze sharpened slightly: "Who?"

Lu Chen spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice deep and solemn: "I—want—to—pay ...

As soon as the words "Pay homage to Yama" were uttered, the entire hall fell silent instantly!

Everyone seemed to be frozen in place, their eyes widening in unison.

Even the Sun family bodyguards, who wore sunglasses and had expressionless faces, suddenly contracted their pupils behind their lenses.

"What?! You want to worship the King of Hell?!" Zhao Zhihong laughed incredulously, as if he had heard the most absurd joke in the world.

His smile seemed to break some kind of restraint, and bursts of laughter and discussion erupted from all around.

"Did I hear that right? Praying to the King of Hell for longer life?"

"I've never seen anything like it in my life! I've never heard of praying to the King of Hell to pray for blessings and longevity!"

"What a talent! This guy's definitely here to cause trouble!"

"I've only ever heard the saying, 'If the King of Hell calls someone to die at midnight, who dares to keep them alive until dawn?' How can there be any logic in the King of Hell extending someone's lifespan?"

"I thought he had some brilliant ideas, but this is all?"

Facing the ridicule and jeers around him, Lu Chen remained unfazed, calmly looking at Sun Qingcang: "Patriarch Sun, I have already stated my thoughts. Whether or not you allow me to try is up to you. If I fail, you will not actually suffer any loss, at most... you will just waste a little time."

Zhao Zhihong sneered, "You brat, Mr. Sun's time is incredibly valuable; how could someone like you compare?"

Lu Chen retorted casually, "No matter how precious it is, it can't compare to the preciousness of his father's life."

Zhao Zhihong's face flushed red with choke: "You!"

Sun Xingwen, standing behind him, couldn't stand it any longer: "You brat! In Jiangdu City, no one has ever dared to make fun of the Sun family like this! You're the first!"

"Hmm?" Sun Qingcang didn't even turn around, but only glanced coldly at his youngest son out of the corner of his eye.

Sun Xingwen immediately fell silent, not daring to take another step forward.

Sun Qingcang's gaze refocused on Lu Chen, his voice carrying a dangerous undertone: "My son is right. In Jiangdu City, no one dares to mess with the Sun family, much less me, Sun Qingcang! Young man..." He narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them, "If you can't give me a convincing reason, you might be in trouble today." Faced with Sun Qingcang's obvious threat, Lu Chen showed no fear.

Deng Jiajia, a young girl, dared to risk her life for her future.

What is there that he wouldn't dare to do?

Now that he's stepped forward, he has to go all in on this gamble!
“Master Sun, your reason is very simple.” Lu Chen suddenly turned to Zhao Zhihong beside him. “Manager Zhao, please tell Master Sun exactly what I did yesterday and today.”

Zhao Zhihong was taken aback, then pointed at himself: "Me?"

“That’s right.” Lu Chen’s lips curled into a meaningful smile. “I find it most convincing when you say it.”

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Zhihong. Especially Sun Qingcang's gaze, which carried an invisible pressure, made Zhao Zhihong feel suffocated.

Under immense pressure, Zhao Zhihong had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak with difficulty: "President Sun... he... he came to the temple to worship yesterday, used an incense stick, and raised his service level to... 5%."

"what?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings fell into dead silence once again!
The Sun family members, as well as the unsuspecting pilgrims, were all stunned by the news.

Even Sun Qingcang's eyes flashed with disbelief and astonishment.

Sun Yourong's beautiful eyes widened, her gaze fixed intently on Lu Chen.

One stick of incense burns, and the Divine Service level increases by 5%?

Such a thing is rare, happening only once every few years!
……

"That's insane? This kid's actually a genius?"

"That's nothing! What he did today was truly outrageous!"

"You know him?"

“I don’t know him, but I was there yesterday and today, and I saw it with my own eyes!”

……

Hearing the discussions coming from the crowd, Sun Qingcang's heart skipped a beat, and his curiosity was piqued to its peak.

"And then what!" His gaze was like a knife, scraping across Zhao Zhihong's face.

Zhao Zhihong swallowed hard. Despite his reluctance, he could only continue under Sun Qingcang's oppressive aura: "And then today... he used up the power of an incense stick to raise his Divine Servant level to..."

"How much?" Sun Qingcang pressed sharply.

Zhao Zhihong practically spat out the numbers through gritted teeth: "One hundred percent... forty-three!"

boom--! ! !
At that moment, everything around us completely and utterly exploded!

The shock on Sun Qingcang's face accumulated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Sun Yourong, standing to the side, had her eyes flashing intensely and instinctively covered her mouth, clearly in a state of utter disbelief.

Sun Xingwen, Song Shi, and the pilgrims who didn't know Lu Chen before were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

"After using one incense stick, it spiked to 5%, then after using another, it spiked to 43%... Is this even human?!"

"Well, Patriarch Sun, is this reason enough for me to try?"

Lu Chen met Sun Qingcang's shocked gaze and spoke calmly.

At this moment, in Sun Qingcang's eyes, the young spiritualist in front of him, who clearly did not even have a grade, exuded an aura that was overwhelming and destructive.

Thrilling!

In fact... he's practically on par with a fifth-grade spiritualist like him!
Sun Qingcang suddenly came to his senses, and the previous contempt on his face was gone.

He solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply.
"May I ask your honorable name, sir?"

(End of this chapter)